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It's really becoming more and more skillful, and it's his own problem if he doesn't accept what he eats, and it has nothing to do with her, because she does it impeccably, and there will be no mistakes in craftsmanship or procedures.
"How do you know authenticity? Have you tasted it?" the emperor said, "I haven't used it yet, but it entered your mouth first?"
She hesitated, stood by the table and blinked at him, "Sage Confucius said that it is not a crime for a cook to taste food. The servant is afraid that you will be wronged if you do not cook well, so I just took a small sip by the way."
The emperor had read and memorized the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, so it was foolish to hear her say that. He picked up a burnt circle and slowly dipped it into the sour tea bowl, "Sage Confucius said that?"
She was a little flustered, "Is that my servant's misremembering? Is it a sub-sage? Or is it Laozi, Zhuangzi, Han Xiangzi"
The emperor was dizzy by her, he was in a mess, and even the Eight Immortals came out in the end, she didn't mean to disturb the situation, right? Then he got closer and smelled the smell, it was unusually stinky. He covered his nose, "It tastes really good. People in the city like to eat this?"
Su Yi nodded again and again, "That's right, there is a rule in the city, if you sit on the side of the street eating mutton sausage, it will be a joke. Drinking soy milk is different, something that can be appreciated by both refined and popular tastes. The old man went up to Chao Dianmao and passed by the stall, and he stopped the sedan chair to drink two mouthfuls."
She spoke so well that the emperor was skeptical. Summoned Rong Shou over, "Do you think this bean juice is authentic?"
Rong Shou scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, "My servant is from Baoding, I don't drink much soybean juice, and I don't like the taste. Why don't you find a way?" He snorted at the maid standing in front of the door, "Hurry up."
When Lu Zi came, he opened his mouth and said, "This is the smell, how fragrant is this made by Aunt Su? Oh, you are really good at it"
?They were busy with compliments, the emperor looked down, green and chaotic, hesitant just looking at it.
So Su didn't worry about whether he was doing well or not, he just stared at his fingers and side face in a daze. What a good-looking person. It's even more beautiful when you look at it up close. The emperor's skin is well-maintained, his skin is smooth and smooth, and he is tenderer than a woman. The "slender fingers" grasped the focal circle, and even the focal circle became more attractive. She thought of the two elder brothers in the family, they weren't too good looking, but they were gangsters in the military camp, coming and going in the wind and rain, in their thirties they looked like they had been beaten by pigs. It's not bad at all if you have to throw away the goods. If it weren't for this dragon pattern on his shoulders, I would really think that he is a young man in a painting building who can only chant poems and compose Fu to tease beauties
The emperor still remembers her phrase of having fun with the people, all the young and old in the four or nine cities love to eat, if he agrees, it means that he is a picky emperor and has no spirit of advancing and retreating with the people of the world. I finally took a sip of it holding my breath, I couldn't tell what it felt like, it was sour with a bit of sweetness, it wasn't delicious, but it wasn't bad enough either.
Su Yi stared at him blankly, "Long Live Lord, what do you think?"
The emperor murmured, "It's okay."
She was very happy, "The first time I drank it, I didn't put the bowl down immediately, which means that this bean juice can climb up to you. If you drink too much, you will like it even more Don't dip the coke ring, it will be soft and boring." She brought a small plate of pickles Come over and pass it in front of him, "When you take a bite of the coke ring, take a bite of spicy pickles, and then drink a sip of soybean juice. The sweet and sour taste and the fried taste are mixed together, and it's not so offensive. You taste it, yes Isn't it that fat?"
fat? Her words are always fresh. The emperor smacked his lips. When she said fat, she probably meant mellow. Indeed, this thing is the same as learning a craft. It is difficult to get started, but it will be smooth after you are convinced. He chewed carefully and turned to look at her. Her big eyes were shining, full of excitement and sense of accomplishment. The emperor's mind has become erratic and light. After he ascended the throne, no one has been with him so unreservedly. With a high position and weight, naturally many ordinary things will be missing. Such as family, such as friendship, such as love. The royal family has a long history of indifference, and the former Fa Xiao brothers had to bow down when they saw him. And his personal feelings, the seventy-two concubines of the Sangong and Six Courtyards, were exposed to both rain and dew. And different women, but never feel differently. To put it crudely, that's all it takes to close your eyes. Up to the empress and noble concubine, down to Chang Zai promised, it is more of a husband's main responsibility to them, and there is nothing else.
Although Shensi was far away, the kung fu came back after a while. He lowered his head and stirred it with a spoon, muttering to himself, wondering why the emperor's father fell in love with Murong Jinshu at that time, maybe it was just for a warm smile and clear eyes.
The emperor's meal was particularly elegant, and he had never seen such a good-looking meal. Really well-bred, and the indifference in his bones, others can't learn it even if they want to. Seeing him slowly drink up a bowl of soybean juice, she was actually more satisfied than receiving a reward. He bowed his waist and said, "Long live God is very fragrant, but the bean juiceI thought about it. There is always a feeling of reluctance to let go of the servants around her after a long time, and she thought the emperor was humane and nostalgic. If it is said that the superior person is plotting against her, with her personality, she can never give birth to such self-indulgent thoughts. This is probably what is often said about knowledge and fun. It is good for people to fight high and far, but it is boring if they go out of the way. So even if there was such a small thought in her heart, it was suppressed. She should slap her ass and leave next year. It is too late to make progress at this time.
The emperor patiently wiped the lacquered paper back and forth, but nothing happened. Finally getting bored, he picked up a sheet, crumpled it up and threw it into the wastebasket. It happened that several military ministers handed over signs to ask for an interview. His name was Xuan, and he turned around and sat behind the imperial case. Look at the people standing under the south window, after being punished for two days and having suffered a lot of illness, they still have this indifferent and free-spirited look. He has seen many women, but he has never seen such invulnerability. After thinking about it, is it like the "good fat snail" she told him last time, not big, but can run fast and far?
There was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared quickly. The imperial eunuch led the courtiers in to discuss the state affairs, he saw Rongshou winking at her, she squatted down, put her hands on her knees and left the apse.
"You will send a message to the Shangyi Bureau in a while, and you will be exempted from the punishment for lifting the bell. Tell the steward to let her rest for two days. Then send the imperial doctor to take her pulse, and don't leave any root cause." The emperor said softly. The voice whispered in Luzi's ear, and he didn't care about the few ministers kneeling in the hall to pay their respects. As the Son of Heaven, he was upright in every word and deed, and the ministers and workers had never seen him whispering private words like this before, and it inevitably made them feel uneasy. The emperor didn't take it seriously, and said slowly, "Yesterday, I heard that there was a case in the Hejian Mansion. It's a digression, so I want to ask the opinions of all the ministers."
The ministers naturally wanted to hear the details, and waited for a long time with their faces upturned, before they heard the emperor say, "San Beizi went to Hejian to visit relatives, and met the county magistrate of Hejian on a narrow road. One side is a private sedan chair and the other is an official sedan chair. He refused to let anyone in. The county magistrate of Hejian had a relationship with San Beizi when he went to Beijing for business. San Beizi lifted the curtain of the sedan chair to show his face, but the county magistrate Hejian couldn't recognize anyone. San Beizi was annoyed that he was pretending to be stupid. In the end, the house slaves on both sides grabbed their sleeves and started their hands, and turned their backs on their heads. Let me ask you, is there really anyone in this world who can't recognize faces?"
The ministers of military aircraft sucked their lips and thought about it, "It stands to reason that there should be some. Since some people can't distinguish grains, then some people can't tell their faces. Either they have a bad memory, or the other person looks too 'moderate', which makes people really remember. Can't live."
The emperor jumped on his temples, "Then how can we make that face blindly remember?"
Lu Chuo, the son of Ningbo, was straightforward, "If it's a man, let's see if he can remember it. If it's a woman then poke her eye sockets from time to time. After a long time, even when the lights are turned off I can recognize it."
The emperor's brows relaxed, and he seemed very satisfied with the answer, and said loudly, "That's right, I also think this method is feasible." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com